Yipin Farmer

It is said that when Ting Shuang saw so much money picked up, she excitedly imagined, bought saplings to buy rice seeds, bought cattle and pigs to buy chickens and ducks, hired people to open up wasteland, and opened a workshop to make wine. There are many wild fruits on the mountain, rotten in the ditch. Well, what a pity...

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"We can't take this money." It was Ting Zhi who said this.

"Why don't you want the money delivered to your door?" Ting Hui glared at him.

Ting Zhi said firmly: "Because this money is not ours, so we can't take it. Confucius said: Unrighteousness makes you rich and noble, and rich and noble are like floating clouds to me..."

"You're stupid with reading, aren't you?" Ting Hui interrupted him, "Our family is in desperate need of money, and you still put out that set of sour things. Can Confucius revitalize our family?"

Ting Zhi calmed down, but her attitude was still firm, and said: "We don't know who lost the money, it's fine if it was lost by a rich person, in case the person who lost the money is also in need of money just like us, I don’t know what the rush is like now that I lost the money. Maybe there is a patient in his family who urgently needs money to buy medicine to save his life, maybe the family is in trouble and urgently needs money to redeem it, or maybe it’s a sum of capital raised or borrowed by others, and he is going to do a small business. The business supports the family, and we pick it up, isn’t that cutting off other people’s livelihood?”

Ting Hui was very unhappy, and raised his voice: "We have reached this point, it's good to take care of ourselves, can we still control others?

Ting Zhi's voice also rose, refusing to give an inch: "Where are we now? Are we starving to death? Without this money, isn't it the same as before? But the person who lost the money lost the money Maybe I can't live well, maybe I sell my body, if I am old, weak or stubborn, I might lose my life. Now our family's fields are about to harvest, and we are raising chickens and pigs, the days will only pass The better, why bother ignoring other people's life money? Don't you feel guilty?"

Hearing what he said made sense, Ting Hui had no words to refute, and gasped for breath: "You...you boy..." Turning around, he yelled at Ting Ke: "You boy, why do you shrink back and not speak?"

Ting Ke scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Well...I think...our family needs money...but we can live without it..."

"What a stupid head." Ting Hui stared at him angrily, then turned to Ting Shuang: "Brother, what do you think?"

Ting Shuang's joy of sudden windfall was blown away by Ting Zhi's words.

The scene of buying seeds, saplings, farm tools, pigs and cattle preparing to make a fortune was quickly replaced by the following scene.

A poor young man wrapped in a tattered and dewy padded jacket went around borrowing money, and finally scraped together a sum of money to treat his father's illness. Unexpectedly, the money for his life was lost, and his father died of illness without receiving treatment.The remaining widow cried: "How can I live if you are gone, oh..."

The few remaining children who didn't grow up cried together or were sold into slavery or sent to orphanages.

Or a businessman abandons his wife and son, eats and sleeps in the open, and finally earns a sum of money to go back to his hometown by doing business outside. In the end, the money is lost, and he cannot go home to face his wife and children. In desperation, he had to throw himself into the river.

Ting Shuang shuddered.Although he was quite envious of the money, he still couldn't do anything to harm others for money.Just as Tingzhi said, without the money, they would still live as before, but if they don't pay the money, they may kill them. This kind of thing is very guilty.

If we, a universal time traveler who has been educated in Marxism-Leninism and learned the three representatives of eight honors and eight shames, covet this money with no conscience, wouldn’t we be compared to this junior high school student who has no hair yet? It’s too detrimental to modern people Brilliant image.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Ting Shuang gritted his teeth and said: "We can't use things that don't belong to us. Third, take the money to the place where the money is picked up and wait to see if you can meet the owner. You have to ask."

The boss made a decision, Ting Hui felt unwilling and had no choice but to mutter: "I don't want the money I got, really."

Then I went to fetch water in the backyard, squatted on the ground depressed and looked at the green vegetables growing in the yard, suddenly my eyes lit up, and said: "Maybe the owner is a rich man, and he doesn't care about the money. He lost the money and continued on his way. Or maybe He thought it was impossible to get it back, so he went home to collect money..."

Ting Shuang remembered that Bai Huahua's money had left before it was hot, and she was in pain, feeling that her stomach and intestines and even the chrysanthemum were hurting.I am trying to clear the silver from my CPU, and listening to my second child talking about the silver makes me feel even more annoyed. Since I have done noble things, I will do the noble people to the end, and by the way, radiate the brilliance of the sun shining on the earth.

"Okay, don't talk about things that don't belong to you. Maybe they're someone else's money for life. If we don't, it's equivalent to murder for money. We are noble people and don't do such things..."

"How can this be murder for money?" Ting Hui was not convinced.

"Okay, are you annoying? If you keep on talking, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Ting Shuang ignored him and was weaving a basket in his hand. He had already learned how to weave wicker baskets, which were pretty good and durable.The editor suddenly remembered an article about a killer transmigrating into a farmer. When the protagonist needed a cow, he successfully picked up a cow, and there was no owner, so the protagonist took the cow as his own.Maybe there is no owner of that bag of silver, so it can be used.Such a fetish made me feel a lot better. I am also a time traveler, how can someone pick up a cow, but I have never picked up a chicken before, so I definitely wouldn't recite it like this.

Ting Ke went back to the place where he picked up the money, and saw a 50-[-]-year-old man anxiously looking for something with his head down, with an anxious and worried expression on his face, as he anxiously asked passers-by: "Did you see my money?" Is it in a silver bag? It’s in green cloth.”

The people at the fair sympathized with him and said, "You still want to get back the money you lost? It's impossible. Let's save it."

Ting Ke went up to meet him and asked, "Old man, have you lost something?"

"Yes, I lost a lot of money." The old man looked sad.

"How much did you lose?"

"A total of 120 five taels."

Hearing what he said was good, Ting Ke seemed to be the owner, and then remembered that the corner of the cloth towel wrapped in silver was embroidered with the word "History".He asked again, "Then your silver and baggage are marked?"

"My surname is Shi, so the word "History" is embroidered on the bag, and there is a peony flower in one corner, which was embroidered by the little girl. The silver is four ingots of 20 taels, two ingots of ten taels, and some scattered silver. .I am doing business in this city, and the silver is the money I need to go abroad to buy goods. Now I lost it, and I can’t do business in the second half of this year.”

Ting Ke saw what he was talking about, and knew that he was the owner, so he took out the wallet.

The old man was surprised and delighted, he couldn't believe it, and then he rubbed his eyes to see that it was indeed his own money, not a penny was missing.

At that time, I was so moved that I couldn't speak, and I was willing to share [-]% of the silver with him as a thank you gift. Ting Ke said: "If I want your silver, why don't I ask for all of it? Where will I go back to find the owner?"

The person next to him said: "This little brother is a sincere gentleman. Since he didn't cheat on you, how could he ask you to return it? Why don't you invite him to a restaurant for a drink?"

Some people also said: "What kind of gentleman is obviously an idiot, and the money sent to the door will not be used."

The old man asked La Tingke to go to the restaurant, but Ting Kelian said that he was keeping a filial piety and was not allowed to drink.Mr. Shi had no choice but to take him to drink tea at a nearby tea shop, sit down and ask questions.

"What is your name?"

"Xiaosheng's surname is Meng, his name is Tingke, and he is a family member."

"Yeah, drink a cup of wine for yourself, and enjoy the beauty of the garden. Good name." Mr. Shi sighed in admiration.

Ting Ke immediately felt admiration for this gentle old man. Unexpectedly, he looked inconspicuous, but suddenly knew that his name came from Tao Yuanming's "Return to Return", which shows that he is a very knowledgeable and literary person.

Mr. Shi asked him a lot of questions, from the family's ancestral home address, age to whether he was married, before he said goodbye.

At home, Ting Shuang and Ting Hui have already prepared dinner, and it will be served as soon as Ting Ke comes back.

"Have you found the owner?" Ting Shuang stared at him with twinkling eyes, secretly hoping that the silver was lost.

Unfortunately the answer was disappointing.

"I found it," Ting Ke told the story, "the old man's surname is Shi, his name is Jie, and he opened a weaving house in the city. He likes me very much, and asked me many things, including whether I have married, and whether the family is happy or not. Is there anyone..."

Ting Hui interrupted him: "Don't talk about those useless nonsense, just say did he give you some money to thank you?"

Ting Ke said: "He originally meant this, but I thought it would be bad to give him back his things and ask for a thank-you gift from others, so I declined."

"Stinky boy, I have never seen someone so stupid like you." Ting Hui was so angry that he hit him with chopsticks, "Why are you pretending to be noble? Do you think you are the same as before, and you are still a son? Why don't you have money? "

Tingzhi was dissatisfied: "Second brother, why are you like this?"

Seeing that they were about to argue again, Ting Shuang stopped them: "Okay, let's not say a word, what should we do after dinner?"

Ting Hui reluctantly picked up the chopsticks.

Tingke said again: "He asked me what I was doing, and I said I was looking for work in the city, so he asked me to go to his weaving room. I will start working tomorrow."

Ting Shuang was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's not bad, the weaving room should be the place where weaving, and working there will not be dangerous."

Ting Hui was also very excited, and quickly asked the most concerned question: "How much is the salary?"

Ting Ke scratched his head: "I didn't ask that."

Ting Hui exclaimed: "Why don't you ask? What if you go there as an apprentice, just eat and don't pay wages? Why are you only tall but not mindful?"

Ting Ke scratched his head again: "I don't think Mr. Shi is that kind of person, he seems to be quite nice."

"Okay, let's eat quickly. I'll take a look with you tomorrow." Ting Shuang decided to go and see for himself. After a near accident when building a house last time, he was extremely concerned about safety and would never let his younger brother do dangerous work. , Make sure the work is not dangerous, and then check whether the boss is kind, whether the working environment is good, whether it will be too tiring, whether there is radiation pollution or something, we will talk about it after investigation.

Needless to say, the joy in the old man Shi Jie's heart was found after he lost the silver he lost, but it was another thing that made him even more happy.

As soon as I got home, as soon as I entered the gate, I didn't even bother to take a breather and shouted: "My mother, I found the person we were looking for, come out quickly..."

The curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged woman came in who was tidy.

"What are you evil fire? What happened?"